Looking at Han Sanqian's face with shock but no idea, Qinglong and others couldn't help but chuckled at each other. For this situation and the enemy's reaction, the Twelve Death Gods of Desert had long seen so many times, and the habit became natural.

Even, many times, they regard their opponent's shocking performance like a fool as a capital for chatting and laughing.

But suddenly, Han Sanqian was stunned and locked his eyes on the strange runes on these people.

During the previous fight, although the twelve men had a square formation and a deliberate offensive and defensive system, this strange rune did not appear on them.

Until strange dodging and even stranger recovery occurs...

Could it be...what is it that they used any magic?!

Or is it a strange party like a strange formation?

Qimen Dunjia?

Suddenly, Han Sanqian's eyes suddenly shrank. The so-called Qiankun Eight Trigrams, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, these twelve zodiac signs correspond to Zi Chou Yin Mao, Chen Si Wu Wei, Shen You Xu Hai twelve zodiac branches!

Could it be!?

"Qian Kun Bagua? Contradict Yin and Yang?" Han Sanqian suddenly raised his head and stared at Qinglong tightly!

Hearing Han Sanqian's words, Qinglong and the twelve people suddenly smiled slightly, and they were obviously stunned. However, Qinglong smiled again: "I can't tell that you are quite smart."

Niu Tou turned his fingers: "To count it, it is also the 14,711 of our subordinates who know it is the dead soul of the Qiankun Bagua."

"But what's the use of knowing?" Niu Tou said, looking at his brothers with a puzzled look.

The group of people suddenly burst into laughter again, and the sarcasm was no longer obvious.

Yes, they killed countless people and could fill the pits of the corpses, but there were many smart people among them, and they could quickly reflect that there were many people they used.

But it is another thing to know their method, and it is another thing to know whether they can break their method.

"I understand." Han Sanqian sighed slightly. At this moment, he finally knew why he was so close to each other several times, and he made continuous mistakes under the attack that was almost certain.

It’s not that he has any problems himself, nor is it that the night chicken and the mad dog will hide!

Gossip!

Qiankun Gossip!

The runes on these twelve people are linked to each other, forming a large formation similar to Bagua. Every time Han Sanqian attacks, these guys use the Bagua power to judge Qiankun, use the Tiantan and Earthly Branches to deduce, and calculate their own attack!

That is the so-called divination!

However, compared to others who may only assist in divination, these twelve guys are probably the divination hexagrams themselves. If you want to deduce and calculate what you can achieve, it is also very comparable to people!

As for all the restoration just now, it is very easy to understand on this basis.

The so-called Tai Chi gives birth to two qualities, two qualities give birth to four images, and four qualities give birth to eight trigrams. Since there is the eight trigrams, it also means that all things in the universe are all included!

They reverse yin and yang and act in reverse!

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian couldn't help but sneer a little. Now, he finally understood why Mad Dog and Ye Ji were so bold, and he also understood even more. Why are these guys constantly forcing themselves to beat them?

Humiliation is second, and consuming yourself is true!

"Am I right?" Han Sanqian looked at Qinglong coldly.

Qinglong smiled slightly, then clapped his hands and clapped his hands.

All the reversals actually happen to everyone, but only exclude yourself. In this way, not only will you be confused, but the key is to constantly consume energy in this process.

When they had almost finished playing, they felt that they had humiliated themselves enough, so everything was removed.

Even though Han Sanqian was stronger than them, Han Sanqian was probably exhausted at that time, and he was just a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes!

"I'm pretty good at playing." Han Sanqian nodded with a smile.

This is not difficult to understand. They can claim to be the so-called Twelve Death Gods of Desert. Of course, there is no need to say more about what is weaker than them. Those who are stronger than them will be killed by their own tricks.

"It's easy to say." Qinglong smiled softly and then said, "It's all just a few tricks, not worth mentioning."

"It's just such a small thing. But you can't break the waste, you can only be trapped to death. Oh, waste is waste."

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

At this time, Han Sanqian suddenly burst out his mouth and laughed...
Chapter completed!